The World Cup’s Here! And Fun-Word Friday.

There’s this little event happening in South Africa, starting today, that you may or may not have heard about. Does the 2010 World Cup ring any bells? Cool, we’re on the same page.

So in honour of the excitement right here in our backyard, I thought I’d celebrate with a little Fun-Word Friday post.

Today’s fun word?

Vuvuzela.

Say it three times fast. It’s pronounced just like it’s spelled.

Still need help? Voo-voo-zell-lah! Voo-voo-zell-lah! Voo-voo-zell-lah!

Isn’t that fun? Like Francisco or cotton-headed ninnymuggins?

If you’re watching the games on the telly – or mayhaps have the privilege of watching them live right here in SA — you might see some of these special instruments making their music first hand.

The definition:

A vuvuzela, sometimes called a “lepatata” (its Setswana name) or a stadium horn, is a blowing horn, approximately one metre in length, commonly blown by fans at soccer matches in South Africa. They require some lip and lung strength to blow and emit a loud monotone like a foghorn or an elephant.

Thanks, wikipedia.

Available at your local Pick n Pay, or other fine retailers, your soccer enjoyment just isn’t complete without a vuvuzela. And when, ahem, the USA beats England Saturday, I sure will be looking for one to blow.

While researchers have concluded that the noise level created by tons of blowing vuvuzelas at these soccer matches could lead to permanent hearing damage, I kind of get the feeling the show’s gonna go on. 🙂

Enjoy the cup!

xCC

Don’t be a Ninnymuggins

If you are a regular reader of the Word of God, or even an occasional listener or peruser, you have probably had the opportunity to think about the ways of the children of Israel, and think that they were ninnymugginses. Seriously. God delivers them from slavery in Egypt and they complain and want to go back. He parts the Red Sea to deliver them from the Egyptians who are pursuing them, and demonstrates His care for them by providing food for them to eat every day, but they question Him and question Moses and complain and complain and complain and complain. And complain.

It’s easy to read their stories and think “I never would’ve been such a cotton-headed ninnymuggins. If God had delivered me from slavery like that — I would’ve been totally obedient and surrendered to Him.” I was reading another ninnymuggins story this morning. It seems to be shortly after the other ninnymuggins incident where the people are afraid and don’t want to enter the Promised Land and then they are remorseful when God tells them they’re going to wander in the desert 40 years. (And then they try to go into the land anyway, when it’s too late. Cotton-headed!)

Two chapters later we find the Sons of Kohath, some of Eliab’s sons, and a few other cats have gotten together to complain — this time about Moses and Aaron. The background you need to know on these guys is that God set them apart for a special work in the tabernacle — Numbers 4 will give you more details about their duties, but they basically had work to do related to the most holy things. They were supposed to pack up and transport the most holy articles of the tabernacle when it was time for Israel to journey. This was a pretty big deal — taking care of the stuff that represented the sacrifices and offerings to God for the sins of the people.

Be an Einstein!As I read it last time I thought … hmm, I wonder if that gets kind of monotonous. Apparently, it did. When they began questioning Moses and Aaron’s work and authority in the tabernacle, it was clear that the heart of the matter was that they weren’t happy with the duties they’d been assigned and they would prefer more ‘glorious’ work. It gets downright frustrating reading this kind of thing because we have a different perspective — God gave them work that actually kept them close to Him and His presence. They were set apart and chosen ministers of God! Why did they have to get so high on the horse??

I then realised that, rather than this being a ninnymuggins characteristic of the Israelites, it is more rightly recognised as a ninnymuggins characteristic of all of us. How many churches have we heard of where the congregation began questioning the pastor and eventually ousted him? How many junior ministers have downright led a rebellion against senior ministers in the church which has divided a congregation — literally split a church in two? And how many times in our own hearts do we question the decisions and actions of our pastors and stand in judgement over them?

Here’s where I want to make an important point of division: It is healthy, and good for you to not take every sermon your pastor preaches, every sentence he says as full gospel truth. He is human and falliable. Your decisions and your walk with God need to be based on the will of God, and the Word of God, as Paul commended one of the churches for searching the Scriptures to make sure what he was preaching was true. That being said, there is a difference between giving deep thought to the truth of a sermon, and questioning the placement and authority of a man God has placed over you. Do you see the difference?

Even when King Saul was hunting David down and trying to kill him, David refused to hurt Saul, to lay a hand on him, because he recognised God’s authority — God is the one who places people in authority. Even if you don’t think he’s the best orator, the most friendly guy, the most personable character, or whatever else, you would do well to trust that God has sovereignly placed your pastor as the leader of your church, and to respect him because of it.

It is easy to justify rebellion. We can easily find fault with anyone. And we will quickly find people to come to our side and join us in the rebellion, because we all have a sinful nature. But if you’re in a situation where you question the leadership that has been placed over your head — at church, at work, at home — don’t lead a rebellion. Bring this before God and allow Him to remind you of His sovereign authority — that He places kings on their thrones. That He could take President Robert Mugabe out at any moment if He so chooses.

We are called to fight the good fight of faith in the face of injustice in this world. There is a time to fight real injustice. I definitely believe there’s a time for revolution and reformation. But I believe it starts with prayer, with bringing every injustice, every concern to the throne of the God Who is, and Who is all-powerful and able to change every circumstance in a single moment. Your respect for the people around you, and especially for the people over you, is a demonstration of your respect and fear for the All – Mighty God. Like David said, “I will not touch the Lord’s anointed…” may we have the same attitude to the glory of God.

Let it be especially in the house of God as the writer of Hebrews instructed us: Remember those who rule over you, who have spoken the word of God to you, whose faith follow, considering the outcome of their conduct. (They are going to have to give an account for their conduct before the Lord!)  He goes on to say Obey those who rule over you and be submissive, for they watch out for your souls, as those who must give account. Let them do so with joy and not with grief, for that would be unprofitable for you. (Heb 13:17)

The Sermon in a Nutshell: Don’t be a cotton-headed ninnymuggins! Respect those placed in authority for you. Pray for them and thank them for their efforts. In doing so, you demonstrate respect and fear for the Lord.

Another Great Pretender: Facebook Fraud

It is so funny that I was talking the other day about being a pretender and sometimes saying everything is fine when it isn’t. Because I came across another Great Pretender — even better than me — today in a conversation on Facebook. A friend I haven’t spoken to in quite some time sent me a Facebook chat message and wanted me to wire some money to them in London because they just got robbed at gun point.

I was immediately suspicious — I’m not always a cotton-headed-ninnymuggins, AND this friend lives in North Carolina — and asked if this was the Melissa who works at McDonalds (because she doesn’t). From there, I decided, why not have some fun? Here is the delightful chat that ensued:

Facebook

Melissa

hey

how you doing?

4:04pm

Caroline

Sorry, this is mark on caroline’s computer

4:05pm

Melissa

ok

please i need your help?

??

4:06pm

Caroline

Hey Melissa — Mark has switched to his computer and I’m here. Is everything ok?

4:06pm

Melissa

am stuck in London at the moment

4:06pm

Caroline

oh wow

4:07pm

Melissa

got mugged at gun point

i need your help to get back hoem

??

??

4:07pm

Caroline

gosh I am so sorry to hear that

is this Melissa that works at McDonalds?

4:07pm

Melissa

i need yu to loan me some to get back home

i’ll def refund it back

i promise

4:08pm

Caroline

sorry Melissa — I just want to make sure i know which Melissa this is so I’ll put the money in the right account

is this Melissa that works at McDonalds?

4:10pm

Melissa

yes

please i need it fast so i can get back home

4:11pm

Caroline

wow okay

whereabouts are you in London?

I am there visiting my brother in law and his girlfriend in Barnton.

4:11pm

Melissa

i need you to get it to me by western union so i can get it from the bank and get back home fast.

4:12pm

Caroline

It’ll be faster for me to meet up with you, really. I have never used Western Union before and I’d felt lost.

I’d feel lost.

4:13pm

Melissa

please it easy

4:13pm

Caroline

Okay, can I call you with the details?

4:14pm

Melissa

all cash,credit card and phone was stolen off me

4:14pm

Caroline

wow shame that is hard.

4:14pm

Melissa

i don’t have a phone

4:14pm

Caroline

Are you near any payphones?

or a restaurant?

What part of London are you in?

4:15pm

Melissa

let me give you the details

4:15pm

Caroline

okay, which Western Union in London is it?

4:16pm

Melissa

Name – Melissa [I’ve removed her last name for privacy]
Location – 30 Leicester Square London United Kingdom WC2H 7LA

got it

??

4:18pm

Caroline

we’re in Leicester Square right now! We are looking at buying tickets for a show! Let’s meet up! We can help you and give you the cash in hand!

4:22pm

Melissa

please i need to sort my bills

that why i need you to get it to me by western union

4:28pm

Melissa

are you there?

??

4:28pm

Caroline

you keep switching on and offline…

I was writing you back but it wasn’t going through

4:29pm

Melissa

ok

4:29pm

Caroline

so can we meet up in Leicester Square?

4:33pm

Melissa

u there?

4:33pm

Caroline

yeah…I was just asking about meeting up in Leicester Square but you went offline again.

Are you in Nigeria?

4:34pm

Melissa

what do you mean?

4:34pm

Caroline

Melissa is actually in Washington, North Carolina — so unless you are teleporting, you are committing fraud right now.

Are you sure you’re not the queen of Nigeria with a billion dollar fortune to share?

4:35pm

Melissa

why?

4:37pm

Melissa

??

4:37pm

Caroline

well, it seems pretty clear to me since Melissa is back in North Carolina that you are LYING. But I would love to chat with you about Jesus.

4:38pm

Melissa

you ok

4:40pm

Caroline

yeah I’m fine.

I just think it’s a really mean thing for you to pretend to be someone else and ask people to send you money. It’s really deceptive and not nice!

4:41pm

Melissa

so you can’t help me?

4:41pm

Caroline

If you tell me who you ARE, and you are straight with me, maybe I can help you.

4:42pm

Melissa

OMG!!!!!

Melissa is offline.

I think the OMG!!! at the end was my favourite part. I’m sure none of you would be silly enough to wire money to people via Western Union in situations like this, but just in case, consider yerself warned! I might also recommend being careful about giving away your Facebook password when doing quizzes and adding applications. Might be why folks are getting hacked…just a thought. I suppose thanks to this adventure we can be thankful for one more thing this Thanksgiving: A good laugh!